To My Any-One Who...
...is tossin' and turnin' in my sleep
stop shiver, my dear
hell will take you by your tiny hand
lead you through and through my brain
no need to look so afraid,
the moon will eat you by the noon
stop shiver, my dearest dear
the end is coming, quite clear
in all despair, the hunting night has lost
when morning breaks through my window
just quit the annoying shiver, dear
just stop before I de-part
Poetry by allsoul
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Written on 2005-06-05 at 11:37
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